Well I read the news today and the walrus said
the lucky man made the grade
Well ain't that great, you say
So what about the the rest of the news, left me empty
and mad here singin' the blues yeah
It's sad but true
Cause
Everything gets old, everyone is dull
So I keep changin'
Everything is gay, everyone is fake
So I can't hang around
Sittin' back with that look on your face
like I'm a piece of crap and you're a fuckin' ace, well
It's time to go, you know
So hit the road, Jack, and like the song goes
we ain't never comin' back, cause the world turned black
Well don't you know
Every word they say, every word is fake
So I won't be around
